[SE] good things come

Deimos With the confirmation, Deimos stood as guard while Amhran kneeled, removing said soil. He quickly grinned; half-amused at any number of things, eyes flickering upwards, ghosting and gazing about at the surroundings. Narrowed at some points, the notions had simply been to spy upon anything flower-like – hoping to catch a glimpse of petals nestled elsewhere, hidden in the further reaches, tucked away but not forgotten. One more would be all that was necessary for the Greatwood…and thereafter would remain to be seen. Only when the demigod had taken out plant pots, and mentioned a diversion as well, did his full focus return to the younger man; head tilting in that canine and feline way all at once. His juvenile smile remained, eternally hastened by the prospects of challenges and distractions, pondering if this was something Evie had taught or he’d learned himself. “What is the game?” Out of sight and out of mind Make everything alright So let the sky and sea collide Just not in our lifetime